Archive for October, 2009

From my earliest memories I pull out a single dream I had in the summer of 1992. I think I had finished reading HF Saint’s Invisible Man and went to sleep with a feeling of accomplishment for finishing my first 300+ page novel.

I was in an amusement park, being handed a balloon by a monochrome clown when my mother and dad came by. She took me by the hand while he handed me a corndog and we walked toward the flume ride. I was too short at the time, so I watched her purse and his jacket while they waited on line. As they moved forward, they grew younger and I got bigger. I started to complain that I was big enough now, but no one listened. No, that